[00:08.37]favor
[01:12.49]Kiss me coldly and drain this life from my lips
[01:17.15]Let the cold blood flow on it's own...
[01:19.69]Kiss me coldly and fall away from the soul
[01:24.61]Long forgotten...
[01:55.48]From which of this oak shall I hang myself?
[02:00.12]These ebon halls are always dark...
[02:02.72]From which frostbitten bough shall I die?
[02:07.47]
[02:11.69]As dark as the winter,
[02:15.35]as black as her ghastly veil
[02:18.74]As cold as her whisper and chilling gown
[02:24.38]
[02:27.41]No corridors of life and beauty
[02:34.30]These enchanted halls are stained with the blood of night
[02:45.44]
[02:53.05]Ebon halls gleam as ghosts of a fire dance
[02:57.44]wickedly across a pantheon of marble......
[03:39.57]These weary eyes shall open no more,
[03:43.25]frozen tightly by the cold embrace of death
[03:46.82]A charnel house of memories torn
[03:50.21]and burning melancholy shall embrace me now
[03:53.95]
[03:54.21]Hear this call...
[03:56.66]Beyond endless halls and far across the vast forest,
[03:58.61]just across the iron gates
[04:04.43]Whispers...
[04:59.99]As dark as the winter,
[05:03.48]as black as her grim mask of death
[05:07.06]As cold as her sorrow, her ivory tears
[05:13.98]
[05:15.57]No corridors of life and beauty
[05:22.53]No bloodred sky, no colors left in this world
[05:56.12]It was the light's end
[07:41.99]cold wind blowing.........
[08:43.85]and dog barking.......
[09:51.75]==---favor---==
[09:58.19]

favor
Kiss me coldly and drain this life from my lips
Let the cold blood flow on it's own...
Kiss me coldly and fall away from the soul
Long forgotten...
From which of this oak shall I hang myself?
These ebon halls are always dark...
From which frostbitten bough shall I die?
As dark as the winter,
as black as her ghastly veil
As cold as her whisper and chilling gown
No corridors of life and beauty
These enchanted halls are stained with the blood of night
Ebon halls gleam as ghosts of a fire dance
wickedly across a pantheon of marble......
These weary eyes shall open no more,
frozen tightly by the cold embrace of death
A charnel house of memories torn
and burning melancholy shall embrace me now
Hear this call...
Beyond endless halls and far across the vast forest,
just across the iron gates
Whispers...
As dark as the winter,
as black as her grim mask of death
As cold as her sorrow, her ivory tears
No corridors of life and beauty
No bloodred sky, no colors left in this world
It was the light's end
cold wind blowing.........
and dog barking.......
==---favor---==